Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

Chen Qiye just felt that more than ten days had passed, at most no more than 20 days, in the time game.

When he came out of the Suiyue Chess Game, he only noticed that three days should have passed in the outside world.

But the long river of time is on them, as if a long time has passed.

Chen Qiye was a little unbelievable, in such a short period of time, he actually consumed ten thousand years of life energy!
In other words, he spent ten thousand years of life in the past few days in the chess game.

His timeless chess game method can be regarded as exchanged for 1 years of life.

"Fellow Daoist...it's a pity."

The old man in blue said this when his figure gradually dissipated.

Chen Qiye has lost ten thousand years of life in just over ten days in the chess game.

The old man in the green shirt has been playing chess in the time chess game since ancient times.

To this day, the time that has passed on him cannot be measured at all.

"Friend Daoist, I seem to be able to include you in the chess game of years."

Seeing that the old man in the blue shirt would soon be completely wiped out in the sky, Chen Qiye said immediately.

"What does friend Daoist mean?"

The blue-clothed old man, who had accepted his fate calmly, suddenly showed curiosity in his eyes.

"I can include fellow daoist in the chess game of years, but from now on, fellow daoist will be controlled by me."

"Besides, as long as I don't fall, fellow Taoists won't fall either."

After Chen Qiye mastered the method of the chess game of the years, he also learned a lot about the method of the chess game of the years.

This method is still very against the sky.

He can turn the old man in blue into a pawn.

In this way, even if the blue-clothed old man falls, he can re-condense that pawn.

This method is also limited, he can only turn 360 five people into this almost immortal state.

After all, there are only 360 and five chess pieces on the nineteen vertical and horizontal paths.

"Please help me."

Qing Yuan quickly said that although he was going to be controlled by Chen Qiye, as long as he could stay alive.

His fall now is a fall of complete ashes, body and spirit.

"it is good."

Chen Qiye nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a pawn hit Qing Yuan's eyebrows.

In an instant, he understood all of Qing Yuan's memories and methods clearly.

Qing Yuan's figure also returned to the enchantment of the chess game of time.

Apart from becoming a pawn of Chen Qiye, Qing Yuan's situation has not changed at all.

Chen Qiye didn't call Qing Yuan out of the Good Fortune Chess Game, since Qing Yuan likes to play chess, let him play against Da Dao in the Sui Yue Chess Game.

After subduing Qing Yuan, Chen Qiye discovered that his ability was very valuable.

It can be used to subdue more than 300 very powerful thugs.

It can also be used to save people at critical times.

However, even if the person saved by the time chess game is completely controlled by him, he is completely bound to him.

Not only can he know all the past and all methods of the other party, but when he falls, the other party will also be wiped out.

Even in normal times, he can self-destruct chess pieces.

Chen Qiye doesn't have the idea of ​​self-destructing the chess pieces now, and he probably won't do that in the future.

"thump!"

While Chen Qiye was thinking, a figure also fell from the sky.

This is a murderous demon cultivator who was knocked down from the sky by another monk.

Not long after the magic cultivator landed, there was a fairy in white clothes fluttering behind Yukong.

Moxiu is now seriously injured, and obviously has no ability to continue to escape.

"Humph!"

The Demon Cultivator snorted coldly and glanced at Chen Qiye.

When the fluttering white fairy landed in mid-air, she had a gloomy expression on her face.

A violent breath suddenly came out of his body.

Obviously, this Mo Xiu, who knew he couldn't continue to escape, decisively chose to blew himself up at this moment.

"call out--"

In mid-air, the fairy in white had no idea of ​​saving people.

Although she was the one who sent Moxiu to this place, she didn't know that Chen Qiye was here.

This self-destruction of a demonic cultivator is not an ordinary monk's self-destruction, but a secret method of magic.

The self-detonation power of this demon cultivator is much stronger than that of a monk of the same realm.

Although she can crush this demon all the way, but when this guy is about to explode, even she can only avoid his edge.

After the fairy in white fled away in Yukong, Moxiu still didn't stop thinking about self-explosion.

This secret method of his is irreversible in itself.

It just made this demon cultivator a little strange. When he saw that he was about to explode, Chen Qiye, who was opposite him, had no idea of ​​running away.

Finally, with a sneer, Hong Zhentian also directly turned into a black flame, which exploded suddenly.

Even though the speed of the white-clothed fairy flying away from the sky was already very fast, the cloud ring of air waves generated by the explosion still flew her backwards at the moment of impact.

Chen Qiye, who was not far from Hong Zhentian, had just performed the Taoist method of free and unfettered travel, and escaped into nothingness.

After Hong Zhentian finished blowing it up, Chen Qiye made a formula in his hands, and invisible Dao rhymes from heaven and earth converged on a chess piece in his hand.

Not long after, Hong Zhentian of the third level of Dao Zun reappeared not far away.

Hong Zhentian looked at himself, who was intact, and Chen Qiye, who was not far away, who was also intact, completely confused about what happened just now.

"This is my Taoism, the supernatural power of the chess game of the years."

With a thought in Chen Qiye's mind, a stream of memories flowed directly into Hong Zhentian's mind.

It didn't take a moment for Hong Zhentian to understand his situation.

"Humph!"

"Don't even think about controlling this seat!"

Hong Zhentian was different from Qing Yuan, Qing Yuan was about to be completely wiped out, and he had no choice at all.

Hong Zhentian is a demon cultivator, he is not afraid of death at all.

When he couldn't escape just now, he blew himself up without even thinking about it.

"Certainly!"

Chen Qiye raised his hand and pointed, Hong Zhentian, who wanted to make a move, was immediately unable to move.

In Chen Qiye's heart, he was ready to use this product as a powder keg.

Although each piece is broken, it will take a long time to recover again.

Different pieces have different recovery times.

But Hong Zhentian is a big killer after all, as long as he can recover after using it.

With a wave of Chen Qiye's hand, Hong Zhentian turned into a sunspot, landed in his hand, and then disappeared.

I don't know what kind of expression the fairy in white will have when he sees Hong Zhentian next time?
The two pawns in his hands at the moment, at the peak of Qingyuan, were Xiaotiandi's first-level cultivation, and his best method is alchemy.

When Hong Zhentian was at his peak, he was at the third level of Dao Zun, and he was a demon cultivator himself.

His best method is self-destruction.

This is a secret method called Mo Yan, which he performed with the cultivation base of the third level of Dao Zun.

The power of self-explosion is comparable to that of the fourth level of Dao Zun!